(Traditional)



Fare thee well

My own true love

Farewell for a while

Im going away

But Ill be back

Though I go 10,000 miles



10,000 miles

My own true love

10,000 miles or more

The rocks may melt

And the seas may burn

If I should not return



Oh dont you see

That lonesome dove

Sitting on an ivy tree

Shes weeping for

Her own true love

As I shall weep for mine



Oh come ye back

My own true love

And stay a while with me

If I had a friend

All on this earth

Youve been a friend to me